As soon as He Hai said this, Li Qingfeng could hear the breathing of the monks around him becoming heavier. Without looking, he knew what the expressions of these monks were now.
Everyone knew that this was a reward that He Hai had to give them to sacrifice their lives. Everyone knew that the situation must be quite urgent, otherwise they would not be able to send monks like them who were in the early stages of Qi training to go to the battlefield. However, no one could refuse what He Hai offered. This bait, without him, the value of these things is too high.
Among the pile of things He Hai took out, a bottle of spiritual elixir might be something that low-level monks like them could not earn in several years or even more than ten years. There were not even spiritual stones among them, they were all various kinds of immortal cultivators. resource. With such resources, even Li Qingfeng would be jealous, let alone real Qi training monks like them.
Who can be a monk without a desire to seek immortality? If nothing else works, wouldn't it be better to sell the stuff and enjoy it for a few years? A group of monks stared intently at the resource hill not far away. If it weren't for the foundation-building monks pressing down in front, they would have swarmed up.
Seeing the reactions of everyone in front of him, He Hai nodded and said without any nonsense, "In that case, the road is ahead of you, come with me!"
After saying that, he danced the long sword in his hand and took the lead towards the front line. The hills of various immortal cultivation resources piled on the ground were also wrapped in golden-red sword energy, and they were carried forward by him.
The remaining qi-training monks looked at each other in confusion. Someone's swallowing of saliva broke the temporary calm. A burst of noise broke out in the crowd, and a group of monks rushed out.
Without looking, Li Qingfeng knew that the disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect behind him were already pressing forward. They had no choice but to follow them and move forward. He rushed to Li Qingdong's side immediately and shouted to him: "Follow me!" Then he used his air control skills and followed the crowd. Li Qingdong didn't have time to think too much, he grabbed the wrist of the girl next to him and followed Li Qingfeng. The girl was grabbed by him. Knowing that the situation was urgent, she gritted her teeth and let him fly up, regardless of her blush.
The front line was not far from here, and soon they arrived in front of the light curtain.
The sounds of fighting and the roars of monster beasts have never been so close. Looking at it, at least thousands of monster beasts are crowded in the rather wide valley. Coupled with the monks who go out to fight, the valley seems extremely crowded. Countless earth cones, stones, wind blades, and fireballs hit the pale golden light curtain, causing waves of ripples. There are hundreds of big birds in the sky, screaming and flying around. From time to time, you can see a monk being bitten, and half of his body is gone on the spot. He turns into a corpse and falls to the ground, and is immediately separated by the monsters. Food.
Among the monsters, the most conspicuous ones are two giant elephants that are at least ten feet tall, and a weird big bird flying in the sky. The two giant elephants are all dark gray, and their skin is covered with various dark yellow and light red lines, which light up one after another as if they are breathing. Their ears are like cattail fans, and a long nose waves around, occasionally catching a monk and throwing it into his mouth.
The big bird in the sky has the head of a snake and the body of a bird, with a very wide wingspan and a shrill and shrill cry. A pair of claws glowed with black and purple light, and no monk caught by it could survive. At this time, it was facing a middle-aged man. The snake's head twisted left and right, and from time to time it threw out a few thick wind blades to test, but none of them could fly within three feet in front of the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was Zhenren Qingsong. Facing the attack of the strange bird, his expression did not change and his body remained motionless. However, from time to time, dark blue sword energy flew out from his body, which was also blocked by the strange bird.
Mixed in among the monsters are countless monks who are either forming formations or fighting alone. They all wear different robes. Only some of them are the white sword robes of Xuantian Sword Sect, and most of them are of various colors from other sects. . There were monsters in front of them and Xuantian Sword Sect behind them to supervise the battle. Each of these monks also showed their special skills. Various magic weapons and spells appeared in endless streams, drawing streaks of light of various colors in the air.
Li Qingfeng even saw the strong man with a black beard who had always treated him as a fat sheep. He was roaring and killing with a pair of melons and hammers dancing vigorously, but accidentally a big bird flew down and landed on his waist. With one bite and tear, all the strength in his body was released immediately. Soon, the monster beasts swarmed up and tore him to pieces, and no one was seen anymore.
Seeing such a bloody scene on the battlefield in front of them, the low-level monks who had just been aroused by He Hai's greed began to retreat one by one. You know, there are monks in front of them who are higher than them. Even they can't protect themselves, let alone themselves.
"quiet!"
Just when he was panicking, He Hai turned around and shouted loudly. He swung his long sword and slashed out a stream of sword energy. He pinched the magic formula and threw the mountain of immortal cultivation materials forward. He shouted: "You only have There are two ways to go, one is to die now, the other is to rush forward and fight, you choose yourselves!"
The disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect behind everyone waved their swords and shouted: "Choose for yourself! Choose for yourself!"
He said that he had to choose, but in fact he had no choice. Looking at the many Xuantian Sword Sect disciples approaching behind him, a monk in light yellow robes was finally aroused with bloody courage and shouted: "Afraid He's a hammer bird! Fight!" He flew out first, grabbed a bottle of elixir, stuffed it into his clothes, then stared at a magic weapon, and reached out to grab it. Seeing someone taking the initiative, the others rushed forward one by one. It’s true that some of them want to escape, but how can they escape? Only the Xuantian Sword Sect disciples behind him killed them all with one strike.
Li Qingfeng grabbed Li Qingdong, fearing that he would be aroused and rush forward. He could clearly see that these people were only at the third level of qi training, and they were in a mess, without organization or formation. They were going to die if they went up there.
He raised his head and glanced at the two giant elephants and the huge strange bird in the sky. The demonic aura emanating from them had already reached the level of a demonic beast in the spirit-opening stage, which is equivalent to a human being in the elixir-forming stage. Li Qingfeng knew that this level was definitely not the best. Now that he could participate, he flew to the monks of the Xuantian Sword Sect and shouted: "I am a first-order formation mage who can participate in the repair of the formation. These two are my relatives. I hope that my fellow Taoist will guide me a few times." I can come in handy when you go see your formation master! You will never deceive fellow Taoists!"
The monk from Xuantian Sword Sect was stunned and looked at He Hai. He Hai narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Li Qingfeng for a moment, and said, "Take him there and kill him if there is any problem."
"Yes!" The monk nodded and hit his flying sword with a magic spell. The sword immediately grew seven or eight points larger, enough for four or five people to step on it. He said to Li Qingfeng and the others: "Come up, you three, hurry up. !”
Li Qingfeng did not hesitate and stepped on the flying sword. Li Qingdong followed him. The girl he was pulling knew that he was saving her, so she also stepped on the flying sword, but her eyes were still staring in the direction of the light curtain. Her grandfather was lucky and was not injured in several battles. He didn't know what happened now. He could only hate her for her low cultivation level. Even if she went there, she would just die. She could only grit her teeth and pray secretly, hoping that nothing would happen to her grandfather.
